After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

The woman in the Maybach had not yet recovered from her anger. She had an indignant look on her face and was breathing heavily.

"She went too far and said bad things about you!" She muttered, her eyes filled with tears as thin as feathers.

"How can there be such a woman! If you can't eat the grapes, you will say the grapes are sour!"

She stared at Mo Beichen pitifully, hoping to get some comfort from him.

After all, who can resist a charming and delicate woman?
  Mo Beichen was already in a bad mood, and he also heard criticism from outsiders about Su Qianrou, so he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

The knuckles are visibly white.

There was another ruthless sudden stop, his frosty face flashed with stern eyes, and his whole body suppressed unshakable anger.

He forcefully pulled the woman in the passenger seat out of the car. With a vigorous shake, the woman staggered to the ground.

My feet are no longer wearing heels.

His sudden [-]-degree change in attitude frightened the woman. Her body trembled and her eyes looked up at him in fear.

"M-Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you...?" Her pale lips couldn't even speak.

"Pack your baggage, you won't be here tomorrow." Mo Beichen's eyes, which were mixed with murderous intent and bloodthirsty, stayed on the woman for a second.

The close gaze sent a piercing chill through him.

If you dare to say a bad word about Su Qianrou, she will indeed deserve to die.

The woman didn't know what happened, but tears immediately burst from her eyes, and she asked bitterly: "Mr. Mo, what did I do wrong?"

"Mr. Mo, I can change it, please don't let me go!" She begged as humbly as dust, her knees rubbing against the ground with bloodshot eyes.

"No need."

Mo Beichen ignored her, his dark eyes always as indifferent as frost. He even felt a little irritated towards women.

He took out a black card from the car, threw it at the woman, and then walked away.

The woman was lying on the side of the road as messy as a lunatic, crying and bewildered.

Su Qianrou majored in surgical medicine abroad, and her purpose was to heal Su Nanjin's hand so that she could atone for her sins.

Besides, she has successfully graduated.

When she returns to China this time, she plans to open a medical institution in partnership with Jiang Jiaqi.

It's not too late to do this.

When he found Su Nanjin, he seemed to have fallen into the whirlpool of love, with a happy giggle on his face.

That naive feeling came over me immediately.

Isn't his eldest brother a fool?

"Brother, I have something to discuss with you. You should have heard about it from Sister Jiaqi, right?"

Su Qianrou looked at him seriously and spoke carefully.

His ears seemed to be deaf and he just nodded, his eyes were confused and the corners of his mouth were always raised.

He didn't know how long this expression lasted, as if it was permanently engraved on his face without any change.

Su Jichen snickered, frowned, and responded helpfully: "He is hopeless. He has been thinking about Jiaqi. He has been like this for several days."

Is Jiang Jiaqi's charm that great?
  But yes, she has outstanding appearance, outstanding temperament, and has a successful career. Who can resist her.

However, the Su family is still somewhat obsessed with love.

Su Qianrou sighed weakly, feeling a little depressed physically and mentally.

After a while, he suddenly had an idea, and a hot and urgent look was cast on Su Jichen. "Second brother, if I need money, you will give it to me, right?" There was a cunning light in her eyes.

In fact, she had some savings at the time, but after Mengmeng's death, the money was used to comfort her family.

Now she only has her mind set on the Su family.

Su Jichen didn't refuse. Instead, he readily wrote her a check for one million yuan.

Su Qianrou was very grateful, but she didn't show any excitement. The word "miti" was faintly exuded in her eyes.

“It’s money, yes, but it’s not enough!”

When Su Yang learned that his daughter had such a lofty and magnificent ambition, he burst into tears. He immediately asked the housekeeper to burn incense and worship Buddha to thank his ancestors.

"Our Su family is really full of talents, and soon we will have another surgical miracle doctor who is traveling overseas!"

For dinner that day, he asked his servants to prepare a full banquet of Manchu and Han Dynasties, and he also warmly invited Jiang Jiaqi to attend.

The Su family is filled with a harmonious and warm atmosphere.

"As for Rourou, as a father, I strongly support her. I will do my best to help Rourou realize this dream."

Su Yang raised his wine glass and shouted in a hoarse voice. It was easy to see that he was happy.

"She is your biological sister. You brothers should help her out." Su Yang focused his eyes on the three sons.

His eyes were suggestive.

"Of course, we will help Rourou no matter what." Su Yu'an took the lead, his voice passionate.

The Su family has been able to establish a foothold in Jiangcheng for decades and has extraordinary strength. It is only a matter of a few hundred million with a small hand.

During the establishment of the surgical institution, Fu Shuyan dated Su Qianrou several times, but in the end she refused for various reasons.

He was not someone who gave up easily. He deliberately arranged the location of the blind date, and Su Qianrou was also his carefully selected partner.

What Mo Beichen can get, he can too.

"I want to take you to see my grandfather. He was paralyzed due to excessive stimulation a year ago."

His voice suddenly became hoarse, with an unexpected choking sound.

Su Qianrou suddenly saw the sadness in his eyes, which was like a melody that touched people's hearts.

This reminded her of Mr. Mo.

A sense of guilt welled up.

Maybe it was to repent, she thought about it and nodded in agreement.

In the familiar hospital, in the VIP ward, Mr. Mo was sitting in a wheelchair, and a nurse happened to be pushing him back from sunbathing.

After a year of baptism, Mr. Mo's condition has improved a lot, but his ravaged face only adds to the vicissitudes of life.

It looks like a rotten wood carving, which makes people feel distressed.

It turns out to be really grandpa!
  Su Qianrou's heart suddenly trembled, she was so shocked, her pupils were full of astonishment.

"He is your grandfather?" She stuttered a bit.

"Yes, do you know him?" Fu Shuyan indifferently traced a trace at the corner of his mouth, his eyes questioning.

Not only did they know each other, the matter between her and the Mo family was simply more exciting than the world war.

"Yes, it's grandpa." Her eyes were dim and there was a trace of self-reproach in her pupils.

She knelt down, walked lightly to Mr. Mo, grabbed his withered and yellow hands, and shouted intermittently from her throat after a long time: "Master... Master."